The bustard and I quickly rushed back to the cave where we were before, where Tang Haitang and Uncle Bai had been waiting for a long time.

The two of us each carried a slimy fish skin in our hands, and the fishy smell on it spread in the air, Uncle Bai was half a fisherman, so naturally he would not be unfamiliar with this smell and would not resist it, but Tang Haitang was a beautiful girl after all, so it was inevitable that he would be a little excluded from this, only to see that his face was slightly again, and then he reached out to cover his small mouth, and quickly pushed a step back.

The bustard and I were also interested, and deliberately moved ourselves away from her, after all, the fishy smell was indeed a little unpleasant, although the two of us had washed it with the water in the pool before, but it was still difficult to hide the flesh on the head, and the whole fish skin looked like the uncut pig skin stolen from the butcher in the wild dog's mouth.

The old bustard first told the catfish demon "deceitful corpse" he had encountered before, and then told Tang Haitang and Uncle Bai that they must take more precautions against that insect in the future. After speaking, he began to lay out the implementation of the bad ideas he had put forward earlier.

The bustard took the fish skin from my hand, and the two were side by side, and the saliva side was the most slippery, lying on the ground. This catfish skin is also strange to say, even after being cleaned by the two of us, the viscosity of the saliva on the skin has not been reduced by half, it is still sticky, and it is creaky and slippery to the touch.

The old bustard's man squatted facing the front of the tunnel, looking a bit like a fishmonger about to close the stall. Then he pressed his two hands on the top of the covered fish skin, and then he arched his waist, and pushed his hands forward and his feet kept stepping forward, as if he were holding a rag in his hand and pushing the ground. As the old bustard's body continued to move to the front of the acupoint, the two pieces of fish skin pressed by both hands were also pushed forward, and the fish saliva on the fish skin left a layer of slimy "water marks" on the acupoint ground, and the old bustard behind the fish skin "came from behind", and his feet stepped on the top of the "water marks".

I thought that the bustard's bad idea was what he said casually, but I didn't expect it to really work, the bustard walked about ten meters forward, there was no fire and burning, it seems that it is really as he said, the sticky and slippery fish saliva covers the phosphorus powder on the hole, so that the friction is greatly reduced, the temperature can not reach the ignition point of the phosphorus powder, and the phosphorus powder will not burn up.

The bustard walked halfway, turned his fat body sideways with difficulty, looked at us and said, "Why are you stunned?" Hurry up and keep up, the dry air here will not last long. ”

We said hello and followed. Tang Haitang walked in the forefront, she said that her feet stepped on the "water marks" left behind, there was nothing unusual, so she walked forward cautiously with confidence, and Uncle Bai and I followed behind.

Every time you take a step, the shoes that step on this "water mark" will stick to the sticky ambergris, and when you lift the footsteps, the saliva under the soles will be stretched like rice cake drawing, and it feels a little strange to walk. Moreover, this "water mark" is still very slippery, the soles of the feet are like being smeared with oil, the center of gravity of the body is not stable, and it is very likely to fall on the outside if you don't pay attention to it. So we were all slow, focused, and steady.

The old bustard hunched forward in front, and we followed on the "water marks" left behind. It's actually a bit funny for me to see the bustard's back from behind, like a ploughing ox dragging a plough in front of the plough, and we planting rice in the back.

We didn't know how far we had walked, so we kept walking along the acupuncture path until we saw that the vision ahead opened up, and the light slowly became sufficient, and slowly, a large open space appeared in front of us.

When the bustard saw the exit, he hurriedly accelerated his pace and pushed forward, and when he got out of the acupoint, the whole person was lying on the ground like a mountain that had fallen suddenly, moaning: "Hey! It's finally out, but I'm tired, and my arms and feet are a little sore. ”

The three people behind us also stepped on the "water marks" out of the cave and came to the hiding place that the catfish demon said.

It is said that it is a hiding place, but it is actually an empty earth cave surrounded on three sides, from the beginning of our approach, the rock under our feet is slowly replaced by mud, although we do not know whether this soil hole will collapse easily, but for us who are in a mess of shoes on outbound travel, it is a very good resting place.

There is a puddle in the center of the earth cave, which should be where the catfish demon stays on weekdays. When I stepped forward, the water looked fairly clear, with a little mud underneath, but it wasn't as muddy as the mud pool, and it didn't have the same stinky water as the previous one. I leaned down, put my hands together, scooped up my hand of water and washed my face, so that my tired consciousness was a little clearer.

At this time, the bustard suddenly shouted with joy, startling me. I was about to open my mouth to scold him, but then I heard him shouting excitedly as if he had won the championship, as if he had found something. We stepped forward to take a look, only to see the old bustard standing in a hidden corner of this soil cave at this time, and in front of him, there were small containers and cloth bags and backpacks piled up!

We were in an uproar, and when we counted carefully, there were about six or seven. I looked through a bag of backpacks that had been opened, but when I looked at the seal, a gun barrel was exposed! We suddenly realized: this is the material that the Buddha's Hand Society scattered here four months ago!

"Haha! There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it! I didn't expect that the material of the Buddha's hand and the grandsons of the group was actually in the hiding place of the catfish demon. The old bustard was overjoyed and smiled from ear to ear.

I was naturally happy when I looked at the large pile of supplies, but I also had some doubts: "How can the materials left behind by the Buddha's hand be here?" Could it be that someone from the Buddha's Hand Society has been here before? ”

The old bustard shook his hand, said no, and explained: "The Buddha's Hand Society should not have entered here, after all, we have all seen the corpses of the Buddha's Hand Society in the acupoints." These materials should have been dragged in by the catfish demon after the death of those people, and that demon is still shallow in cultivation, and it is inevitable that it will be strange for new things. ”

"Then why didn't it drag back the floating corpses in the waterhole and hoard them?"

"That corpse smells very good, if the catfish demon drags it here, I'm afraid it will be noticed by those insects, and it will give out the location of its hiding place, it's also a demon, a little smart, not so stupid." After saying that, the bustard smiled and patted me on the shoulder, and then called Uncle Bai to look through the supplies.

I thought to myself, isn't this a knock on the side and say I'm stupid? I glared at the bustard hatefully, but now was not the time to argue with the fat man, it was better to see if there was anything we could use in these supplies, so I also stepped forward to join the ranks of "looking through the supplies".

The container is wooden, relatively small, and has a nylon rope tied to it, which can be carried on the body and is more convenient. The bustard opened the locked receiver on it, lifted the lid, and there was a dust that had been sealed for four months on the pavement, we covered our mouths and noses with our sleeves, raised our hands, and then waited for the dust to clear, and we were pleasantly surprised to see a row of cans displayed in the container!

Canned food was definitely more luxurious than meat in our time, almost invisible in a year, and when I was very young, about the time of the drought in the sixties, I sent a can down, and the smell of meat that filled the room after unveiling it is still unforgettable.

The old bustard slapped his thigh and smiled: "The Buddha's Hand Society is really a rich financier, and he has prepared so many canned meat!" It's really relief food, which is better than the relief food issued by US imperialism during the Republic of China! Our dry food is now in place! ”

The old bustard pried open a can with a dagger, and a rich smell of meat suddenly filled the air, filling our sense of smell with the cover of the shop, making all of our empty stomachs happy.

In total, we found about 20 cans of canned food, as well as steel spoons. Then we found three pistols, a rifle, bullets from Bailaishuo, two kerosene lamps, four or five boxes of matches, and finally two or three boxes of moldy cigars.

The bustard cut the planks of the container into strips, piled them together and made a fire. When we were wet, we were afraid to dry and warm ourselves by the fire. The old bustard opened four cans of canned food, divided them one by one, and everyone was already hungry for a long time, so they picked up the spoons and ate them one after another

It was definitely the most fragrant meal I've ever had, the smell of canned meat filled my mouth, and the tip of my tongue was full of sweet flavors, satisfying. I don't know how to describe that feeling, indeed, in that era of scarcity of materials, how wishful thinking it was for a rural child to eat a canned meat! After eating, I kept a thought in my head: It's actually good to be a demon mound thief, and you can eat canned meat!

I was the first to finish eating, and it was a bit like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit. I raised my head and saw Tang Haitang, she straightened her waist, held a spoon in her hand, scooped up a small piece of meat puree in the canned meat, and then slowly put it into her ruddy little mouth, the expression on her face was a little well-behaved and cute, and she looked very polite. I thought to myself that this Tang girl might be a beautiful girl, and she was so elegant in eating, but then I thought about it, since she was a beautiful girl, how could she do this kind of work and work herself. I glanced at Tang Haitang again, and the tattoo of the black eye on her back that day slowly appeared in my head.

After the meal, the bustard added firewood to the fire, and everyone lay on the ground with their backpacks on their heads, intending to sleep and relieve their nervous spirits and tired bodies. The fire was burning very strongly, and the moisture on my clothes was constantly evaporating, which was very comfortable and warm. Everyone fell asleep quickly, I don't know how I fell asleep, but I felt very peaceful when I fell asleep.

But. Stability doesn't last.

While I was still asleep, I suddenly felt a sharp stabbing pain in my thigh, as if an awl had pierced into the flesh, and I was in agony. I knew that it was the one on my leg that was making a big move, so I felt for the porcelain bottle containing black powder that I was carrying in my arms, and pulled up my trouser legs, intending to apply the "medicine" to it to relieve it.

However, when my eyes saw the pimple on my leg, I was suddenly shocked: I saw that the pimple on my leg was constantly oozing blood! I panicked, and was thinking about what was going on, and then there was a tingling pain in my leg, and then I saw a small hole in the middle of the pimple, as if something was about to be squeezed out, and the hole was getting bigger and bigger, and my pain was getting more and more intense, and slowly, I saw that there was a brown head of a cutter out of the hole!